notes

On January 31, 2019, the weather is fine on Thursday.

The moon tonight seems to be more bleak than in the past; the singing in the computer seems to be more hoarse; the apples in the freezer seem to have no sweetness in the past; the bright lights in the house seem to have lost the brilliance of the past. The dark light that is unclear.

In the morning, Grandpa’s footsteps slowly left, and there was no atmosphere of laughter and laughter in the family. Grandma added a few more mournings on her face and lost the joy of the past. These are gifts that children who are not filial and unjust have brought to their parents and family. As the saying goes, "the children of poor families are home early." Because from a young age, there is a thick pillar and a cash cow. So my brother has grown up in the grandfather's greenhouse and grows slowly. He is always a child who grows up. A few days ago, I couldn’t help but couldn’t afford it, and let my wife go back to her family. This incident did not tell us until yesterday that it was because of this incident that Grandpa’s footsteps slowly left in the morning and went back to his hometown. So the air in my home today is so desolate and dead. In the afternoon, a few guests came. Grandma concealed the mourning on his face. The sun also showed his brilliant side. Even the flowers were open, and the hoarse voice of the computer became more crisp and brighter.

Although it is still very bleak, I am convinced that everything will be fine and better, happier and more complete than before.

Third day: An Xiu Nanjie